To The Stranger In The Mirror

Being myself, truly

Gazing in to the mirror and beyond peering deep in to that..Some one I whispered 

Oh stranger, I seldom feel lonely

I think I know you long before 

Yet I did never acknowledge it 

I wanted to stretch my arms and hug

Her tight and mutter 

I am your safe place 

That one moment I felt 

Like the earth dense with tropical abundance and just sang the song

The farmers sung to the paddy fields

To the birds, to the sun ,to the wind 

For that kind of love ran in my veins

Like the sun ,I wanted to burn and 

Spread my light with out fail never

Complaining not cursing out 

Oh yeah,like the rain that drenches 

Quenches I melted through every cells 

I became the dew drop that leaf blades adorn to welcome every day after the night goes ,

Being myself ,taking myself in to 

My arms I learned,

I can only give when I have love 

When I am love and don't seek it

Any where in this cosmos 

I could sense the raise of waves 

In me of the ocean that bears 

Best of the oysters and very best Pearl's 

I could bloom like night Lilly that just 

Smile and give away its fragrance 

To wither away and forgotten 

Being myself, my light and my shadow 

I grew ..in age .. call it metamorphosis !

I spread roots like the ancient Banyan tree, which stood in the corner of my land

I am a home for infinite species 

I am a habitat for the lost and homeless

I heard the heart broken verses of 

Lovers poets drunkards ...enjoying 

Irony ...that is the crux of existence 

I saw saints sages street dancers and nomads 

All kinds of ...truth life beholds 

Being myself 

I wrote ...Is all one need ..

Just like the sky ,the clouds ..

Gazing in to the large eyes

I said Girl...go on.....

Letting loose unfastened hair with grey shades

 Fondling my wrinkles that made me wiser 

I loved ...being myself and dissolving into 

The larger self ...